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Even as she touched his chest, Castor couldn't help but stiffen. He'd been cocky, he'd been bold, but, he didn't think she'd-
She didn't.
She didn't actually try to steal his starseed. It was like getting a bucket full of puppies when you had been told it was a bucket of scorpions, (how this analogy made sense, only Castor knew). Watching her pretend to take something from his chest and shove down the front of her's...Okay, she was defiantly cool in his book. No, she was bordering on awesome. As awesome as a negaverse agent could get but still awesome. She also gave him a tiny bit more leg. What guy could not appreciate that?
"....Is this the part where I say, because it's entirely true, 'Would you hold it against me if I told you you had a nice body, and attitude?" He grinned, scooting a little closer. "Because it's true. You've got a great body and brain to boot." All visages of Castor were just about gone, leaving nothing but the terrible flirt that was Elzo.

"And while it's true I don't go round beating on people, I also don't run around throwing balls at them, overcompensate with a wooden sword, or try to pull an evil version of Indiana Jones with my weapons...Not that your hammer is bad, that thing hurt." He paused for a second. "If you get caught also tell your boss that. That's he's a real shitty Indiana Jones."

Smiling, Castor finally stood, wincing ever so slightly at his leg. With no watch, the only way he could tell alot of time had passed was that the moon wasn't in the same place as it had been from before. But, then again, he didn't really care. A bit of a melancholy looked crossed Castor's face as he scanned the empty street and night sky. "Guess we better go...It's late...waaaaayyyy late." Plus, he was feeling goosbumps form along his smooth legs. You'd think at least he'd be magically warm, but, nope, senshi regulations: You get to freeze if you're not careful.

Turning back to Linarite, Castor's grin was back on in full. "Almost worth it?" Castor now scowled, in mock anger. "Almost? Then Lina, I've not been doing my job!" Not even pausing to give her an ounce of rebuttal, Castor was bent over her, and perhaps doing the more brazen, bold, and downright cockiest thing he'd done in a long, long time.

He was kissing her.

It wasn't some lip lock extravaganza. As far as kisses went, it was pretty chaste. A just brush of the lips with a hint of force. At least Castor closed his eyes, making it a little romantic.

The kiss didn't last long, maybe a few seconds at best. But once he knew the shock factor was going to fade, he pulled back to a safe distance. "See you around Linarite." He wasn't going to hesitate. Castor wasn't going to wait for her reply. Even with his bad ankle, he was off running and jumping on a building.
That wasn't however, to say he looked back to give her one final cocky grin before fleeing into the night like some bad soap opera romance star.